Okay, longish authors note coming up. Here's a new chapter for you guys! Still a little angsty... it'll even out eventually. But furthermore, this is my first time writing a canon game. Please, please, please give me advice on it. Is it too detailed, not detailed enough? I mean almost everyone has seen these games and we know what happens, but I don't know. It felt weird to skim through the details... I also keep writing huge chapters and I'm sorry if that's a bad thing. I just can't seem to write a scene under 2,000 words. This thing is gonna be long. Also, updates are probably going to go back to once a week since school begins soon. Anyway, authors note over! Thank you for the favs, follows, and reviews! They're all great! Thank you, thank you!

Diclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke

Warnings: Bad langauge, violence, terrible editing.


Seirin VS Kaijo

That night, Hana was working on her master plan. Iseri had come over at her request and now, both teens were looking over the Kaijo map. It was a freaking huge school. They had two different maps, front and back. Hana thought Seirin was big, but no. Compared to Kaijo, Seirin looked like a cockroach. Or an ant… something small and crunchable.

"…" Her eyes squinted at the tiny lettering, "You have two science halls."

"We do," Iseri didn't move from his position on her bed, "Why are you looking at the science classrooms?"

"Funny you ask," Hana's face twisted into a smirk, "Science classrooms have laboratories. Laboratories have chemicals. If you combine said chemicals in a certain way, you get a pretty toxic mixture."

"… please tell me you aren't planning to poison my classmates."

"Nah," she flipped the paper over to look at the second level, "I was thinking about making a stink bomb or something… but it doesn't have the desired effect."

With a sigh, Iseri pushed himself up, "Hana-chan, you haven't explained to me why you're doing this."

"I saw Kise," Hana grimaced at the memory from earlier, "He came to Seirin since we have a practice game against his team. I don't know, Iseri. He acted like… gah! Why is this so hard to explain!"

"From what I've gathered," Iseri commented with raised brows, "It seems as if you and Kise-san did not have the best encounter."

"He tried to convince Kuroko to transfer to his school! He insulted Seirin! He…" Hana scowled down at the map, "He said he missed me. If he really missed me, wouldn't he have done something about it back at Teiko?"

Iseri crawled toward her. When Hana caught his eye, he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, "In most circumstances, yes."

Hana scoffed, "Exactly—"

"I wasn't quite done, Hana-chan," Iseri removed his hand to sit down beside her, "Do you remember your fight with Kitano-kun? It took him several weeks to accept his fault. From my brief meetings with Kise-san, he seems to be equally difficult."

"…" she didn't know what to say. That explanation didn't take away any of her anger, but it did add a different emotion. Bringing a hand to her forehead, Hana looked up at Iseri, "Why'd you have to go and make sense?"

Because, it did make sense in a way. She'd known the miracles were stubborn and set in their ways. It was part of why she hadn't liked them in the first place, yet she chanced it anyway. But the memory of Kise's devastation and determination at her treatment was enough for her to reminisce on their encounter. He had seemed serious, her frown faltered at the thought, Kuroko said I was mean… did I go overboard?

"Your falling out with them was unfortunate," Iseri ignored her complaint, "I know it hurt you, but you need to keep in mind that the situation did not only involve yourself. You forgave Momoi-san and Kuroko-san, yes?"

"I did," her eyes narrowed on his thin face, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"It just seems hypocritical, in a way, that you allowed them the reprieve you aren't allowing Kise-san."

She froze, that's not true. Trying to defend herself, Hana argued his point, "… but they didn't do what the other's did—"

"No," Iseri agreed, "but they stood by silently. That can be considered just as evil as doing it directly."

"I guess," Hana considered his words, "Are you saying I should give Kise a chance, like I did with Momoi and Kuroko? See if he meant it or not?"

"I'm not saying anything," Iseri's retorted sagely, "This is your choice. If you believe he was sincere, do what you think is right."

Do what you think is right… Well, she could do that. Her frown smoothed out and a sharp grin stretched over her face in its place, "Alright. I'll see if he means it."

"I know that smile, Hana-chan."

"It's nothing bad, promise!" She flapped her hand at the implied accusation, "If he wants my friendship back, then we'll start at the beginning. Could you hand me that other map?"

"The beginning? When he helped our team in the match?" Iseri's face pinched in puzzlement, "And if you are allowing him this chance, why do you need the map?"

"Nah," Her returning smile had too many teeth, "Our friendship started after that—I'll just have to ask my dad for help and that's only for his chance to rebuild our friendship," She grabbed the map out of Iseri's hands and smirked at the image, "This is for implying Seirin's weak."

Her old friend's eyes became wary, "I'm concerned."

"Don't be," Hana laid the two maps out in front of her, "Trust me on this."

"You have never proven to be trustworthy when you wear that smile."

Stalling in her pursuit of a highlighter, Hana gave him a quick glare, "I'm glad we don't go to the same school."

At her lie, Iseri smiled pleasantly, "You don't mean that."

"… Yeah, I don't," she paused, "Hey, can I borrow your uniform?"


She was lost. Hana was holding a box of cupcakes and wandering the halls of Kaijo, lost out of her ass. She hadn't brought the maps with her since she thought she could remember the pathway correctly. A fact that was proven wrong very quickly. Sticking her head around the next corner, Hana prayed to see a sign for the gym. No such luck.

At least she finished the other part of her plan. Despite the lack of her map, it was pretty easy to locate the restrooms. She felt a little bad actually… Hana took advantage of Kise's numerous fan girls like her first revenge attempt. This time though, she had taken it a step further and wrote Kise's number in a few bathroom stalls with several suggestive messages. Childish? Yes. Effective? Also yes.

Back to the present problem. It might have been easier if she could ask for help, but she stuck out like a sore thumb. The blazer she borrowed from Iseri was way too big for her and she glared down at the sleeves. The matching skirt didn't really match either, per say. Hana had just grabbed it off the floor and hoped no one would look close enough to see the color difference. Can't forget the oversized box of cupcakes too…

She padded down the hallway before turning left. Another hallway, another left turn. Wasn't there something about always going left in a maze? Or was it right? Hana didn't know. It's not like it mattered anyway, considering this wasn't a maze. It's just a giant monster of a school.

Taking another left turn, Hana felt her phone buzz against her ankle, "… Oh man, I'm so dead."

She paused and rested against the wall while getting her phone out of her sock. It was quite a flexible feat considering she didn't let go of the cupcakes either. With one hand, she flipped it open and brought it to her ear warily, "Hello?"

"Imamura-chan!" Riko's voice was frantic, "Where are you?! We're leaving in twenty minutes!"

"Ah ha," Hana chuckled nervously, "About that—"

"…" the tone Riko took could be described as demonic, "Where are you?"

"I'm already at Kaijo…"

"Why?"

"Nothing bad! I'm just… taking care of something," despite Riko not being able to see her, Hana pulled a guilty smile, "If I bring you a present, can I be forgiven?"

Riko paused, "What kind of present?"

In the background, Hana heard Hyuuga echo the words in disbelief before adding his own input, "Imamura! Don't steal anything!"

"Steal something?!" Riko questioned Hyuuga before her voice came back into the receiver, "What are you doing, Imamura-chan?!"

"Don't worry," Hana couldn't stop the anxious giggle, "Uhm- Well! I'll see you guys soon! Bye!"

"Imamura-chan!" Riko's voice cut off when Hana slammed the phone shut. As she continued her search for the gym minutes later, Hana grimaced, she's going to kill me… I better find a damn good present.

Five minutes later, Hana was standing in front of the gym doors with a smile. She found it! She didn't know what kind of school put their gym near the mathematics hall, but it was too late to care. Now, Hana just had to prepare herself for the grand finale. And find the boy's dressing room… hopefully they aren't there yet.

Pushing the door open as softly as she could, Hana peered into the gym. There were a couple people hanging about, but they didn't turn toward her entrance. She moved into the room slowly and closed the door behind her. Still, no one looked. Taking inventory of the area, Hana found the dressing room… one, two, three!

Hana ran like the wind. When she was done, she collapsed against the wall and looked at the area again. No weird looks or anything… lucky as hell. Putting her ear as close to the doorway as she could, Hana listened to see if anyone was in there. If they were anything like Seirin, it'd be loud as hell. She heard nothing and darted inside.

It looked normal. Metal lockers lined the wall and there were a couple of benches in the middle. With a sigh of relief, Hana made her way to the bleachers. Finally, she could put the cupcakes down. Hana sat down too and lifted the lip of the pink box. The sight that greeted her was six perfectly put together green cupcakes with carrot icing. The same cupcakes I threw at Kise's face. Well technically, there was one alteration… instead of lime, Hana had asked her father to make them wasabi flavored.

With a smirk, she retrieved the sharpie from her breast pocket and tore the cap off with her teeth. The words she wrote on the inside of the box were as followed: Here's a friendship gift! Good luck! A true friend would eat them all! Especially since I'll know if you do or not!

Closing the lid, Hana stretched her arms above her head, "Okay, step one done. Now… onto step two."

Pulling her sharpie out again, she wrote her final message on top of the box. These are for Kise-kun only! If you open them, the cameras will see you! The little heart she drew was just an extra touch to make it seem like a gift from a fan girl.

"Okay," Hana clapped her hands together and looked away from her art project, "I should probably go wait for Riko now."

Or, that's what she would have done if a voice didn't come from outside. Hana froze. Wide green eyes traveled to the cupcakes and then toward the entryway. The voice came closer. Glancing down at her outfit, Hana made a split decision. With a silent prayer, she put on a worried face and rushed out the door.

The body she slammed into was tall and firm hands landed on her shoulders, "Woah, are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry…" Hana brought a hand up to her mouth and looked up at the boy. He was handsome; dark hair, sharp face, and wearing a Kaijo uniform. Her excuse tumbled out, "I'm just so lost! My friend wanted to ask Kise-kun for an autograph and we got separated. I can't find her anywhere! Have you seen him?"

"Kise?" If possible, a dark cloud grew over his head, "I haven't seen him yet."

"Oh…" Hana slumped her shoulders in dejection before peeking up at him with wide eyes, "I'm sorry for bumping into you… oh no, I don't remember your name?"

The boy seemed to puff up and his hand grabbed Hana's hand before kissing it, "Moriyama Yashitaka, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mentally, she was screaming in displeasure, but her outside façade was different. Blushing, Hana gave Moriyama a smile, "You too! Are you in the basketball club?"

"Yes, my lady," He still hadn't let go of her hand, "Are you a fan?"

"I am!" Hana gushed back before sucking up her pride and grabbing his hand back, "I hate to ask this of you… but I'm terribly nervous about my friend. Would you sit with me until she comes back?"

Was that a pink bubble of sparkles behind him? Hana blinked as Moriyama gave her a dazzling smile before dragging her toward the gym, "I'll gladly entertain such a lovely lady as yourself."

"You're such a gentleman!" Hana cooed as he took her toward the bleachers. Looks like I can get that present for Riko after all… As she sat down next to Moriyama, Hana beamed up at him, "If you don't mind, Moriyama-kun, I'd really like to hear about the basketball club! What position do you play?"

"I'm the shooting guard," He smiled up at the ceiling before turning the full effect back onto Hana, "I'd love to talk to you about basketball club, cute ladies such as yourself are the reason I play."

Scooting closer to him, Hana simpered, "Really? That's amazing! I'm sure you have tons of interesting stories! You must be really good!"

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how Hana learned the names, positions, and personality traits of all the Kaijo team. She even learned a nifty tidbit about Moriyama himself. The boy had a special talent for shooting. It was similar to Aomine's formless shot, in the fact that it was hard to block, but instead, Moriyama threw the ball grandma style. Like actually lobbed it through the air.

The conversation was going smoothly until the rest of Moriyama's team arrived. When she saw the grouping, Hana stopped breathing for a good ten seconds. She recognized the captain, Kasamatsu, but the rest she didn't know. They were making their way toward a still chattering Moriyama when Kasamatsu froze.

"H-hello," The captain's blue eyes were wide, "U-uhm, w-who are y-you?"

Okay, what. Hana blinked at the suddenly shy captain before turning confused eyes to the rest of his team. They didn't appear surprised, so she assumed this was normal. Now came the tricky part. Did she tell them her real name or did she lie? Considering her cover was about to be blown as soon as her team showed up, Hana settled for truth.

"Imamura Hana," She nodded her head with wide eyes, "I'm sorry am I disrupting?"

"It's fine," Moriyama turned to her and grabbed her hand, again, "We have a practice game today, would you honor us by staying to watch?"

Well, her cover was five seconds away from being shot to shit. With a fake gasp, Hana brought her occupied hand up to her mouth, "I totally forgot! That's why my friend came here today!"

If people could blink simultaneously, that's what just happened. The tallest player was the one to speak first, "To watch our game?"

"Oh no," the smile Hana gave was innocent, "She's part of the other team!"

Moriyama twitched, "I'm sorry?"

"Huh?" Hana turned to him with a tilted head, "I didn't mention I go to Seirin?"

"But—You're wearing our uniform?!"

"Am I?" Her tone was dumb when she looked down at her shirt, "I just borrowed my boyfriend's shirt—"

Moriyama brought a hand to his heart in pain, "Boyfriend?!"

Unlike his teammate, Kasamatsu narrowed his eyes on her in suspicion. Hana recognized that look; that was the look that meant someone didn't believe her shit. Standing up, she brushed down her skirt in an imitation of modesty, "Yes, he's quite lovely. I should probably go find my friend now, I wouldn't want her to be concerned."

"W-ho's your f-friend?" Despite his blushing cheeks, Kasamatsu appeared to be serious.

"Aida Riko!" The simultaneous gawk was pretty funny and Hana had to smoother her smirk, "We've known each other for years!"

It seemed that information was enough to make the team's mouths useless and Hana took the opportunity to escape, "Well, it was wonderful to talk to you, Moriyama-kun! Good luck today!"

Moriyama was still gaping, "Good luck?"

Her mouth returned a quick, "Bye!" and then Hana was gone.

At least I got Riko a present!


Run, run, run, Hana was racing down the maze of Kaijo's hallways. She knew the way to the entrance, but it seemed all the students here were idiots. No one would get out of her way! They just stood there and gawked at her while she ran around them. She was tempted to barrel into a few of them, but she'd waste precious time that way.

Darting down the last hallway, Hana sprinted into the glass covered entrance hall. The doors were opened and the outside world was calling her name. Twisting around a group of teenage boys, Hana made her escape into the open air. Freedom!

She would have done a happy dance if she didn't feel someone staring. Pausing in her happiness, Hana looked around the area. Turns out it wasn't just someone staring, it was everyone. Her whole team was on the sidewalk at the bottom of the staircase, watching her. She waved.

"…Imamura?" Kagami frowned up at her, "What are you doing here? We looked for you!"

"I was visiting someone," Hana skipped down the steps, high off her revenge, "Why do you look like a drug addict?"

Kagami twitched and made a move toward her. Unfortunately, he was interrupted by Riko who got to her first, "Imamura-chan!" Hana was yanked into a headlock, "Don't do that!"

"Gah! Riko!" Hana's hands frantically clawed at the coach's arm, "You're going to kill me!"

"Good! Don't run off like that without telling anyone!"

"I didn't run off! I've been here all morning-Gah!" Hana choked when Riko's arm tightened, "I got you a present!"

"…" The arm loosened and Hana darted away. Riko eyed her while Hana urged her airways to work again, "What is it? Did you steal something?!"

"No!" Hana put her arms on her knees and took a deep breath, "I got information on Kaijo—"

"Uhm," That was Koganei, "We probably shouldn't have this conversation right now…"

Pausing in her revival attempt, Hana blinked up at him, "Why?"

"Well-"

"Hi, Imamura-chan!" Hana's blood froze and she trailed her eyes to the one person she hadn't seen. Kise.

"Hello," she stuttered. Kise's gold eyes were smiling in amusement and he stood by Kuroko who was watching her impassively. Her mind worked to come up with an excuse, "You heard nothing."

"If that's what you want~" Hana doubted he meant that, but she didn't voice her opinion. Kise moved away from Kuroko and came toward her, "I missed you! You weren't with everyone when I came to find them and I was worried you didn't come!"

"I came," she eyed him warily. She didn't really know how to go about this… giving Kise a chance sounded simple, but actually doing it was proving difficult. Subtly taking a step back, Hana gave Kise a once over, "Why are you here?"

"Well," Kise's smile grew at the lack of insults, "The schools really big! I didn't want you guys to get lost!"

"…" Hana scowled at the unwelcomed reminder, "Damn right it is."

"Huh?" Kise blinked at her tone before his eyes trailed down to her neck, "You're still wearing my necklace!"

Remember, you can't hurt him, Hana twitched, you can't kill people when you're giving them a chance. Forcing a strained smile, Hana didn't rip his eyes out, "Yeah."

"I heard him say that yesterday…" Izuki muttered in the background, "If it's his necklace, why is she wearing it?"

Kuroko answered him, "It was a birthday present that Kise-kun no longer wanted."

"Wah!" Kise turned toward Kuroko in betrayal, "That makes me sound terrible! I had to! My manager didn't want me to wear it anymore!"

"Yeah, that's the story. Even if it's ridiculously farfetched," Hana drawled. Kise turned his melodramatics onto her, but Hana didn't apologize. Just because she was giving him a chance didn't mean he was free. He still had a lot of hoops to jump through if he wanted things to go back to normal.

"Imamura-chan!" Kise wailed and Hana quirked a brow in challenge. He took a step toward her, "I wasn't lying!"

In return, Hana deadpanned, "As a self-proclaimed liar, that's what they all say."

"…" Kise let out a sigh, but he did stop advancing toward her, "I didn't know it upset you—"

She cut him off, "It didn't."

Okay, so she still couldn't lie to him, but he didn't have to make such a big deal about it. At the end of her denial, Kise raised both of his eyebrows in disbelief and Hana barely stopped her snarl. Her haunches lifted in defense when he opened his mouth.

"If you say so," normally, that sentence was accompanied by a teasing remark, but Kise left it at that. His golden eyes landed on her uniform and Hana decided that was a good time to retreat. She didn't see Kise's frown as he traced her steps.

When she popped up next to him, Kagami scowled at her, "You did something."

"You're so suspicious," Hana's arms came up to cross over her chest, "I didn't do anything!"

"You're being dishonest," That was Kuroko and Hana had never hated him more. Not realizing the mortal danger he was in, the ghostly player continued, "You're also wearing the Kaijo uniform, Imamura-san."

"I borrowed it-"

"From who?" Kise's shoulders were tight, "That doesn't look like the girls' uniform…"

"Doesn't matter," Hana smiled back at everyone, but her eyes were pleading, "Shouldn't we head to the game now?" I just want this tension to be done with.

"She's right," Hyuuga stepped forward and Hana didn't like the hard pat he gifted her shoulder, "Now that we've found Imamura, we can go."

Thank you! Hana tried to dart forward, but Hyuuga's hand tightened. When she looked up at him, the upperclassman was smiling. Hana recognized that smile, "We need to talk about these disrespectful habits of yours."

She should have known she wouldn't get off that easy, "But—"

"We've got plenty of time," Hyuuga urged her forward, "Now, what did you do?"

Oh shit. Hana balked at his mood change, "Nothing!"

Meanwhile, the team walked past her, leaving Hana to her fate. Only the freshman gave her a parting glance, except for Kuroko and Kagami. Not even Kise interfered to save her. He just waved chirpily before rushing after Kuroko.

Traitors!


When Hyuuga finally released Hana, she had a new respect for the captain. He could have been a reincarnated demon for all she knew. But anyway, he didn't take the news of Hana's self-imposed revenge well and was determined to have her apologize. Well, he would have if they hadn't walked into the gym.

Since Hana left, the Kaijo basketball team had separated the court down the middle. On one side, there were players practicing and on the other they had prepared for the practice game. Each one of her teammates was radiating tension and the worst one of them all was Riko. The coach was in a verbal spar off with Kaijo's coach.

"You're the coach," The large man looked bewildered, "You? You're not the manager?"

From the back ground, Hana raised a hand, "Nope. Hi, that's me."

The regulars of Kaijo's team turned toward her at the sound of her voice. Okay, Hana kind of felt bad for tricking them, but she didn't regret it. Not to mention, at their simultaneous glare, she really wanted to laugh out loud. That's what you get for putting us on half court, anyway!

Deciding to be a smart ass, she waved toward them as well, "Hi! Nice to see you again, Moriyama-kun!"

He didn't respond. Beside Hana, her team turned their eyes between herself and the other team. Kise did the same with a gaping mouth. His words were surprised, "You know them, Imamura-chan?"

"We met before the game," Hana smirked over at Kasamatsu. In response, his blue eyes narrowed on her, "Turns out wearing your school uniform makes a lot of people confused."

No one quite knew how to reply to that. Riko gave Hana an exasperated look before stepping forward and addressing the other coach, "I'm Aida Riko, the coach. We look forward to playing with you today."

Riko continued her questioning after turning toward the screened off court, "So… what's this?"

"Exactly what it looks like. We've made simple arrangements for today's game," The Kaijo coach turned away from Riko, "Despite this, you'll still be playing our regulars. I hope you won't let us triple your school."

"Hope we don't triple your score," Hana muttered under her breath. A sharp elbow from Hyuuga shut her up. Meanwhile, Riko exploded. The blue flames that burst from her tiny body were enough to make a few players step back in caution.

"They don't think we're a challenge," Izuki was frowning beside her, "I haven't been this pissed in a while."

"They're treating this like a sideshow to their practice," Kagami had on his creepy smile. Hana liked to refer to it as the smile of a thousand psychopaths. Everyone else in the group echoed his sentiment.

"Just prove them wrong," with that, Hana turned back to the group with a smirk, "Besides, karma's a bitch."

Meanwhile, Kise was pulling his outwear off and stripping into his uniform. His coach came up beside him, "What are you doing? You can't play. It wouldn't be a game anymore with you on the court."

"Coach! Don't say that!" Kise's eyes widened and he flapped his hands around theatrically, "Seriously, don't say that!"

His coach dismissed him and Kise turned to the group with a regretful face. Hana didn't think it was honest, but she didn't have enough information to prove otherwise. Golden eyes were downcast when he apologized, "Sorry about that. But… I'll be on the bench. If you give his guys a beating he'll have to put me in!"

Then, his outer appearance changed completely, "Besides, you shouldn't go around saying you can beat the Generation of Miracles if you can't even do that."

"And we have serious Kise," Hana grumbled before pushing past the blonde, "Great. I hate serious Kise."

After a moment spent glaring at Kise, the rest of her team followed her to the dressing rooms. Behind her, Hana heard Kuroko give Kise one last comment. You go Kuroko, Hana smirked as she walked toward the locker room, show him who's boss!

In the background, Hana heard Kise's coach question him, "How does she know where the locker room is?"

"I'm not sure-" the rest of Kise's response was lost when the door shut behind Hana's team.

Inside the dressing room, Hana was sitting on the bleacher and pouting as Riko scolded her. She had her back turned to the half-naked boys, but she could still hear the occasional chuckle at her predicament. Hyuuga had, oh so helpfully, shared what Hana had done before the team arrived. It was safe to say, despite the jerkish actions of the other coach, that Riko didn't approve.

"Okay," Hana held her hands up in a pleading gesture, "let's look past the vandalism. I got you a present!"

"Imamura-chan!" Riko was glaring down at her and the blue flames from hell had come back, "You can get us disqualified! You can't do things like that!"

"Gotcha!" Hana leaned back from the coach's glare, "Next time I'll ask, promise!"

"There won't be a next time-"

"Okay!" at the increasing anger of her coach, Hana ducked her head, "Can I give you your present now?"

Riko continued to glare, but she accepted the subject change, "Yes."

"Thank you," Hana let out a deep sigh before retrieving her notes from her bra, "Here!"

"This—You had this in your bra the whole time?!"

At Riko's declaration the team let out shocked gawks, but Hana ignored them, "Yes, read it! It's all the information I could get from Moriyama… he's their shooting guard."

"What—" Riko trailed off as she read through Hana's chicken scratch, "This… you got all of this from him?"

"It's not much, I know," she frowned down at her kicking feet, "He talked a lot, but he didn't want to share any of the important information. He was smarter than he looked."

"No…" Riko was still reading the paper, but now a dark smile had over taken her pretty face, "This helps a lot. Good job, Imamura-chan."

"Really?" Hana blinked at the praise. Torio would have reamed her ass for not bringing back more. As soon as that thought came, Hana shook her head and forced herself to stand up, "I'm going to head out. I'll be out there when you guys are done."

Several minutes later, the two teams were lined up. Hana was sitting next to Riko on the bench with Furihata on her other side. Riko had her eyes narrowed in on Kaijo's team and her fingers were tapping against her knee nervously. Trailing her eyes away from her coach, Hana looked toward Kise. It came as a shock when he was looking back at her. What I would give to read his mind…

Meanwhile, the whistle blew and the teams shot into action; Kagami promptly over powered by Kaijo in the jump off. Kasamatsu got possession quickly and began to dribble down the court until magical ghost, Kuroko, slapped the ball out of his hands and raced toward the hoop before passing to Kagami who dunked it.

And ripped the damn thing off its hinges.

"Kagami," Hana brought her hands up to her face and began to laugh manically, "That was beautiful."

"Imamura-chan!" Riko scolded her before shooting up and running toward the coach to apologize. Hana didn't move, she just bent over further and laughed harder. She didn't see the three freshmen beside her exchange wary looks. Blinking through her tears, Hana looked up in time to see Kuroko ask to use the full court. That wonderful little shit.

It took a while, but the full court was cleared out and Seirin's team stood around waiting to play. Kuroko, Kagami, and Kise were participating in another testosterone contest and Hana didn't want a part of it. While the rest of the basketball players waited patiently, she made her way to the hoop lying on the floor. She was just picking it up when a voice spoke behind her.

"Please put it down, Imamura-san."

"Kuroko," Hana whined as she regretfully let go of the hoop, "It would have been a great souvenir."

"See, she's got the right idea," Kagami let out a laugh and Hana assumed he'd come forward with Kuroko, "That was awesome!"

"… Yes, please Kagami," Hana turned around and blinked up at him, "Please tell us how awesome it was. Let us soak in your glory. Maybe your holy presence will spread to us mere mortals?"

Well, that wiped the laughter off Kagami's face. The red head stomped toward her and Hana was lifted by her collar. Kagami growled as he hauled her away, "Loud mouthed brat."

Another few minutes later, and Hana being deposited on the bleachers, the whistle blew again and they lined up for a second time. This time Hana was sitting on the floor in front of Riko. Her clipboard was spread out between her knees and she frowned at the court. Kise looks serious… Seriously serious Kise.

Hana stopped moving at that thought, stupid Izuki.

"He's a monster," Riko whispered under her breath and Hana blinked up at her. The coach was staring at Kise and Hana had to agree with the observation.

"This is just Kise," Hana added her own input, "He's strong, but the others are even crazier."

"Is that even possible?!" Furihata sounded scared and Hana looked over at the shaking freshman, "How can we ever face people like that?! Kise beat Kagami so easily!"

Hana didn't reply to him. She didn't have an answer worth sharing.

Meanwhile, Kise was waving toward his fangirls. The action caused Hana to roll her eyes. He looked like an idiot. Not to mention, he'll be regretting that when the text messages start pouring in. She was tempted to tell him herself, but Kise was suddenly kicked to the floor by an angry Kasamatsu.

Hana tilted her head, "I like him."

She liked him even more when he punched Kise again.

The game began for the second time with a bang. Kise dunked the ball even harder than Kagami, scoring two points for Kaijo. Then Kuroko stole the ball and Seirin received their own two points in return. For a while, the game continued in the same give and take pattern. Until it didn't. One minute the pace was manageable. The next it was super speed play.

"Holy shit," Hana breathed when Kise blocked Kagami's dunk, "He needs to chill out- Kise can copy the pace Kagami's going at."

"What?" Riko looked toward her sharply, "What do you mean?"

"You know Kise is a copycat," Hana nodded her head to the court, "Everything Kagami does, Kise does. If Kagami goes hard, Kise goes hard."

"That's—" Furihata and Fuduka gasped together, "That's why they're playing so crazy?"

"Yeah," Hana snorted as she watched the game, "It's annoying as shit. Honestly, you can't even explain it. It should be physically impossible, but no. Stupid miracles and their stupid super powers."

She didn't see the freshmen sweat drop at her statement, but she did see Riko go request a timeout. The whistle blew again and the players on court came to the sidelines. Deciding to be a nice manager, Hana went to go retrieve the water bottles. When she returned, the team was huddled together in a meeting. Hana stood in the back and listened after handing a bottle to Mitobe.

"He has a weakness," Kuroko corrected himself moments later, "My apologies, I'm actually not even sure it could be called a weakness. There is also another problem," he paused and looked out at the court, "It seems my misdirection is wearing off."

"What?" The team gawked. Hana remained silent, but her hands tightened on the last water bottle in thought.

"Why didn't you tell us!?" That was a pissed Riko who was now advancing toward Kuroko, "Do you not do anything unless you're told?!"

While this was going on, Hana padded toward Kagami and sat beside him on the bleacher. The redhead was watching Riko, but he turned to Hana when she handed him a water. Her green eyes made contact with his red and Hana smirked, "That could be considered a good thing though."

"What are you talking about?" Kagami frowned down at her. Around them, the rest of the team gaped when Riko pulled Kuroko into a chokehold.

She heard Kuroko choking in the background, but paid it no mind when she continued, "It means even the Miracles have weaknesses."

The time out was over shortly afterwards and the team went back out. Riko gave her parting orders and Kagami was sent back onto Kise. The game started up like before, but this time Seirin had a serious disadvantage. Kise must have shared Kuroko's weakness with his own team. It was so bad even Moriyama was able to block Kuroko's receiving pass.

The whistle rang when Kaijo got possession of the ball and Kise addressed Kagami during the break. She couldn't hear what the blonde said, other than a quick dig at Kagami's skill. Kise's expression was an odd mix of sympathy and condescension. He's like a different guy. That ego, man.

Hana was distracted from her thoughts by Kagami's laugh, "Sorry. Sorry. I'm just happy. I didn't think I'd face someone strong away from America. So, hearing you say something like that is encouraging! There's no point playing if I can't face someone strong," he brought a fist up, "It's better if I can't win."

While everyone else stared at Kagami in shock, Hana deadpanned. Crazy red head syndrome… is there a word for that? Then Kagami grabbed a hold of Kuroko's head and shouted, "Besides, now I know your weakness. This guy's your weakness!"

Kise scowled at Kagami, "So what?"

"… That's actually smart," Hana inputted from her spot on the floor. Seeing Kuroko's annoyed expression, she smirked, "Kick his ass, Kagami-sama!"

Kagami turned to her with a blank look which Kuroko repeated, "Shut up, Imamura."

"Just keeping things interesting," Hana held her hands up, "Continue with your montage."

Behind him, Kise's eyes were narrowed on the redhead and his golden eyes flicked from Kuroko to Kagami in contemplation. That wasn't quite the weakness Hana had thought of, but it would definitely work. I think, she corrected mentally, he's going off the fact that Kise can't copy what he can't see… right?

Second quarter ended moments later with Seirin holding the losing score of 27 to 35. While Riko chatted about the next quarters game plans, Hana sat on the floor with her face in her hands. Her eyes traveled across the court and she stared at Kise. The blonde was solemn. There wasn't even a hint of a smile on his face. That's not a good look.

Her thoughts were proven correct when the game started again. While Kagami and Kuroko were perfecting their coordination with one another, Kise was working stronger. Even though Seirin's score was improving, Hana didn't trust it yet. Kise might only be one miracle… but they can do a lot of damage even on their own.

While Kuroko, Kise and Kagami got into another conversation, Hana turned toward Riko. Poking the coach in the leg, she mentioned her concerns, "Don't get comfortable."

"Huh?" Riko blinked down at her, "What do you mean, Imamura-chan?"

"He's going to start feeling cornered soon," Hana nodded her head toward Kise, "When that happens, be prepared for the game to go up a notch."

She remembered Kise's involvement at her team's match back in second year. When he was ganged up on by the other teammates, his playing strength had increased vividly. If what she could see was correct, he was bound to start feeling and playing like that soon.

She didn't notice the sharp look Riko gave her before the coach was turning back to the game.

When the game continued, Hana tugged her lip into her mouth as she watched. Kuroko had taken on Kise and covered him man to man style. It was a literal face off between miracles. One for the history books. Shortly afterwards, Kise lost the ball to Kuroko's offense and Seirin scored again. Another possession change and her mouth gaped open when Kagami blocked Kise's three pointer.

"Damn," Hana whistled under her breath, "That was- Kuroko!"

While she was talking, Kise had tried to get out of the tight defense and jolted his elbow back. It was the same spot Kuroko was standing and the blue haired boy was sent stumbling backward. When he lifted his head, Hana balked at the blood dripping into his eye.

Her teammates echoed her shock, "Kuroko!"

Shooting up from her position, Hana stepped onto the court. She didn't know what she was going to do, but she was going to do something. That was proven correct when Kuroko toppled over. Darting onto the court, Hana pushed Kagami forward, "Do something you lump. Help me get him to the sidelines."

"I'm working on it!" Kagami growled as he lifted Kuroko onto his shoulder, "Do you have a first aid kit?"

"No," Hana grabbed Kuroko's other arm, "Riko sent someone to go get one, I think Furihata went."

"Shit," Kagami hissed as they made their way toward the sideline, "What the hell are we going to do now?"

Letting out a humorless chuckle, Hana directed Kuroko to the cot someone had laid out, "I'm going to get Kuroko patched up and you," her voice dropped down an octave, "You're going to go out there and kick Kise's ass."

While Riko wrapped up Kuroko's head, Hana moved toward his feet and removed his shoes. Kagami was still standing to the side dumbly and she shot him a dark look, "Now's a good time for you to get pumped, Kagami."

His red eyes moved away from Kuroko to frown at her, "He'll be alright, right?"

"Don't know," Hana shrugged as she made her way toward the bleachers beside Kuroko's head, "My experience with head wounds is shit zero, so hopefully Riko's got this."

"…" Kagami's face was hilariously red, "You're supposed to agree!"

"Shut up and go talk to Riko," Hana waved her hand at Kagami, "Go destroy someone."

"Gotcha," and with that Kagami was joining the other teammates. Hana heard Kagami beg to be put back on Kise and Riko allow it. The team went back to the court.

Remaining where she was, Hana got a water bottle and poured a bit of the water onto a sweat towel. She laid it across Kuroko's head with a frown. This is weird… she poked at the blue haired boy's nose, you're supposed to be out there being a little shit.

"Just saying," Hana started talking to Kuroko's resting body to pass the time, "That was kind of a dick move on Kise's part. I know he didn't mean to do it, but he still needs to be punished. I'll take your silence as agreement."

She didn't see the first years scooting away from her in terror.

With a soft sigh, Hana turned toward the game again. Kagami was guarding Kise and the second years focused on offensive play. The upperclassmen were working hard and Hana was startled with the flash of pride she felt. I'm a part of this, she frowned at that thought, but they aren't my team. Will I grow the same bond with these guys too?

Unfortunately, during her thoughts, the seniors couldn't keep up and the score gap grew in Kaijo's favor.

"If only we had Kuroko-kun…" Riko's words distracted Hana from her observations.

"Good morning," Kuroko pushed himself of the bed. With a shriek, Hana jolted backwards and almost fell of the bleacher. Forget being a ghost! That was just like Frankenstein! Maybe Riko's a necromancer? Hana wouldn't doubt it.

Riko gaped, "What are you doing?! You need to rest!"

Hana was still trying to get over her shock when Kuroko convinced Riko to let him back into the game. Frankly, Hana wanted to disagree with the decision, but this was Kuroko's chance to show Kise the error of his ways and she wouldn't interrupt that. This is his revenge.

Kuroko came back onto the court and the score gap shrunk. With a shot, Hyuuga tied the score 82 to 82.

That's when Kise did what Hana had been worried he'd do. His golden eyes turned into a diluted shade of amber and his face blanked over. His following words chilled Hana to the bone, "I won't lose. Not even to you Kuroko-cchi."

When the game started again it was like Kise could float through air as he raced down the court and got another goal. The score shot up while Kise displayed his true miracle status, leaving Kagami and Kuroko to keep up with the intense play. Everyone, Kaijo and Seirin alike, were sweating and showing signs of fatigue.

Glancing from the timer to the court, Hana's fists clenched. 91 to 92. The clocks ticking guys… With each second that passed, the atmosphere got more and more intense. Her eyes focused on Hyuuga dribbling down the court, you can do it!

By this point, Hana had chewed through her lip. Riko was standing tall with taunt shoulders and the timer continued to tick down on them. The freshmen were leaning out of their chairs, eyes wide as they waited for the final verdict. Eight more seconds.

With one last pass from Hyuuga, the miracles faced off for the final time. Kuroko shot the ball. Kagami jumped, grabbing the ball and slamming it in. The buzzer went off just as the ball was pounded in. 100- 98!

"Hell yes!" Hana jumped up with a scream, "You crazy monkey! You did it!"

All around her, Seirin broke out into applause. While the rest of them team rushed out to congratulate them, Kagami threw a fist up, "Alright!"

Even Kuroko was smiling as he panted for air.

Unfortunately, while the Seirin team was celebrating, the Kaijo team wasn't. Kasmatsu had a hand over his eyes and the rest of his players were in similar states of disbelief. But that wasn't who Hana was focused on. Her eyes trailed over to Kise and her blood froze at the tears leaking down his cheeks. Her body wouldn't move toward him though. She didn't have to words to comfort him.

Which turned out to be a good thing when Kasamatsu kicked him in the back, "Stop crying. You better get up and add the word revenge to that empty dictionary of yours!"

I really do like that guy, Hana smiled at the effect the captain brought onto Kise. The blond straightened up and gave his captain a nod. While the two teams lined up for congratulations, Hana didn't take her eyes off Kise. It was time to fix their friendship. Somehow.

As her team walked out of the gym, Hana ducked off from the group to follow after the blond. She hadn't seen where he went, but she'd find him.

Hopefully they didn't leave without her.


Hana found Kise outside. The blonde was bent over the water fountain, splashing it into his face. His cheeks were still stained red by over exertion and Hana skirted around his back. Leaning her arms on the front of the fountain, she watched him for a moment. He still hadn't noticed her, which was a good thing. It allowed her to get her thoughts in order.

"You know," Kise's head jerked up at the sound of her voice, "Humility is a good look on you."

Kise gaped up at her and Hana focused on the water droplets dripping off his hair, "Imamura-chan?"

"Yeah," she pushed herself off her perch, "You played really good out there today. Despite the loss and all, you've gotten a lot stronger."

Kise frowned down at the metal bowl before replying, "That was the first time I lost… Is it supposed to feel this way?"

"Like a hole in your chest?" Hana traced her eyes to the sky, "Yeah. Sucks, huh? Maybe now you understand."

"Understand?" His gold eyes widened in bewilderment, "What do you mean?"

Or maybe he doesn't understand… Her mouth twisted into a firm line and she felt a smidgen of indignation, "You said you missed me, right?"

"I did…"

Her mouth began to move before Hana could remember her original purpose of coming, "Do you ever think about why I left? Why I said those things to you?"

"Yeah," Kise's eyes began unfocused and Hana assumed he was lost in his memories, "We all just thought—we thought it was because Akashi-cchi used your information—"

"Nah," Hana's resulting chuckle was chilled, "I mean, I don't really care when people use my information as long as I let them. I mean, someone's got to, right? It was what you guys did with it that put the nail in the coffin."

By now, Kise had straightened up. His eyes were laser focused on her, "What do you mean?"

"You were disgusting in middle school," Hana didn't stop at Kise's flinch, "You played with your opponents and you hurt them. You know how you feel right now? Imagine if Kagami had taunted you, imagine if he'd ridiculed you."

"Wha?" Kise had frozen at her words, "What are you- what?"

"You guys did that," Hana explained at his confusion, "You broke people. You might not have meant to, but you all did."

"We didn't!" Kise argued back, "It's only a game!"

"Really? Is that how you feel right now?" Hana's voice rose as she challenged him, "Like it's just a game?"

His mouth gaped open and a scowl was working its way onto his face, "No—"

She cut him off, "Exactly."

"But, what does that have to do—" Kise tried to grasp onto her wavelength.

"That's why I left. Call me selfish all you want, but you guys included me in that shit," Hana turned her back to the blond, "I may be a bitch, whatever you like to label me behind my back, but you guys -," she cut herself off. I'm going too far.

"I'm…" she couldn't see his face, but she heard Kise's voice lower, "I get it."

Shoulders losing a bit of tension, Hana turned back around and locked eyes with Kise, "Do you really?"

"… I think so," He lowered his eyes. For a moment, Hana felt like the biggest bitch on earth, but it had to be said. If he ever wanted her friendship back, he had to understand. Kise looked back up before he continued, "Do you think that's why Kuroko-cchi left?"

"I can't talk for him," Hana shrugged softly, "It's not my place. Anyway, I want to say I'm sorry for saying this shit, but I'm not."

"I kind of wish you hadn't," Kise let out a soft laugh, "I wanted to understand why you left… but I wasn't prepared for all of that."

"Yeah," Hana amended. Her stomach felt heavy with dredges of guilt, "I could have done that at a better time… sorry for that at least. It's was wrong of me to dump all this on you after our game."

The silence grew around them and Hana was mentally punching herself in the face. She'd gone too far. She hadn't meant for all those words to tumble out, but they had and there was no going back now. She watched Kise let out a exhausted sigh and almost opened her mouth to apologize again, but he beat her to it.

"Don't apologize," Kise sighed before ruffling his hair, "Though, sometimes you're too honest Imamura-chan."

"I know," Hana let out a heavy huff, "I actually came out here to check on you and look at me, being a bitch," she gave him a guilty smile, "Well since I got most of my anger out of my system, I might as well give you a warning. Don't eat the cupcakes."

The silence came back and Kise peered down at her. His face was painted in confusion, but she could see the traces of tension still underlying his eyes, "Cupcakes?"

"…" Hana blinked. She thought he would have found them by now, "You know? The ones in the locker room?"

"Imamura-chan, there weren't any cupcakes."

"Oh," Hana thought of that statement before paling, "Oh. Oh shit."

At her words, Kise frowned at her. Memories of faulty pranks back in middle school came flooding back to him, "What'd you do, Imamura-chan?"

"Uhm," Hana took a step back. This wasn't going to be easy to explain, "Well, my original revenge plan involved wasabi cupcakes and something else…"

"Wasabi?!" Kise gawked. His face pinched in disgust, "Why would you do that?! What else did you do?!"

"…" Hana backed away further before sharing the final kicker, "I may have shared your phone number with the bathroom stalls."

"What!" Oh man, she was in for it. Kise did not look happy. His eyes were narrowed in on her and his mouth was gaping open when the blond moved toward her, "Why would you do that!"

Hana took another step back from him, "Revenge?"

"That's so mean, Imamura-chan!" Kise waved his arms around dramatically, but Hana could tell he was serious in his words, "I'm going to have to change my phone number! Why would you do something so evil?! Is that why my phone kept ringing?!"

She blushed at the accusation, "Maybe."

Kise took a deep breath before blowing it out his nose. He still didn't look happy and Hana couldn't quite blame him. I may have gone a bit overboard… his eyes traveled to the floor and Hana amended her statement. Okay, a lot overboard. Shit. When Kise looked back up to her, he still looked angry, but now there was a sly undertone.

"You know, I'm pretty mad at you. That wasn't nice at all," Kise's smile was sharp, "But now you owe me. And since were friends again~"

"I'm not sure friendship is the right word," Kise gave her a look and Hana backpedaled, "Okay, sure. Totally friends."

"Anyway," Kise was smirking in a way Hana didn't like, it always spelled trouble, "Since we're friends, you owe me two favors now. I never used my last one."

God dammit. Bringing a hand up to her neck, Hana grimaced, "Can we not do this?"

"Nope," He didn't look as angry anymore, so Hana considered that an improvement. He continued a little bit later, "You really owe me after that last stunt."

"Kise—" Hana tried to get him to understand, "We literally just rebuilt any type of friendship. Besides, aren't you mad at me?"

"Which is why you owe me~" Kise sung out, "Because that was really mean for you to do! Especially to your friend!"

"That's illogical," Hana deadpanned, "We weren't friends yet."

She could tell Kise was about to respond by the way his chest puffed out, but someone else interrupted him. Hana hadn't expected to see this person in a million years, but there they were. A grumpy Cancer, speaking condescendingly right behind them. Do they have like magic locating abilities? A built-in miracle detector?

"Kise," Midorima's voice sounded sharp and Hana felt her body clench up, "… Imamura."

Startled, Kise lifted his head up and turned toward Mirdorima, "Midorima-cchi? What are you doing here?"

"I came to watch your game against Kuroko. It was unfortunate," Hana heard the green haired boy scoff, "But it was no wonder you lost, Gemini's rank last today. Even a monkey could make those dunks."

"Wait," Hana turned her head toward the speaker. Her breath almost stopped when she looked at Midorima for the first time in months, "How long where you there?"

"The last quarter," Midorima's eyes flashed when he looked at her, "Furthermore, you're both clueless when you speak. Anyone could have heard you."

Kise's face twitched before he pulled a strained smile, "I haven't seen you since middle school. This is a surprise."

"Clueless," Hana muttered under her breath. He sounded so arrogant right now. While the shooter had never been the nicest person, Hana wasn't used to this new personality trait. Midorima was lucky she had taken most of her anger out on Kise, "You know, it's rude to ease drop Midorima."

For a moment, Midorima didn't reply and Hana wonder how much of their conversation he'd heard. When he did reply, his tongue was sharp, "Your views are foolish. Our opponents were nothing but a distraction to our ultimate win."

"Midorima-cchi," Kise tried to caution, but Hana stopped him by ducking past his body. She stood to the side a bit before letting out a soft sigh. Her anger wanted to resurface, but at Midorima's words, she couldn't find any emotion other than defeat. I should have known not all of them would understand.

"If that's what you think," Hana flicked her green eyes up to Midorima's own, "That's fine. You tend to think of everyone below you as a distraction, anyway."

Midorima's eyes narrowed, "What are you referring to?"

"Nothing important," she tried to smirk, but it fell flat, "Just restating your opinion. I've heard it once before, is all."

If she thought the tension with Kise was thick, it was nothing compared to this. Midorima had always been stern, but she was used to blushing cheeks and stuttering. Not this. Not those narrowed eyes and patronizing statements. She heard Kise shuffle awkwardly behind her, but Hana didn't take her eyes away from Midorima.

"… Imamura," She watched his green eyebrows furrow when he understood her backhanded comment, "What are you doing here?"

This time, Hana was able to force a smirk, "Why do you guys keep asking that? Did you think I stopped existing just because I left?"

Midorima's glasses flashed again, but he wasn't able to reply before Kise beat him to it, "She's Kuroko-cchi's manager!"

"What?" Midorima looked taken aback. It was a bit amusing, but Hana wasn't in the correct state to appreciate it. His mouth was turned down at the edges, "No one heard about that—"

"Kind of the point," Hana cut him off with an eye roll before walking forward. She didn't have enough energy for Midorima's grumpiness. Besides, she needed to find her teammates before they left without her. When she passed Midorima, she turned around and gave Kise a wave, "See you, Kise."

"Bye, Imamura-chan," Kise gave her a smile, but there was still a hint of something on his face.

"…" ignoring it, Hana turned to Midorima, "Bye to you, too."

"Goodbye," Midorima's eyes had turned back into narrowed slits, "You've changed."

"I've heard," Hana let out a snort, "At least it was in a good way, unlike you."

Midorima didn't reply and Hana continued to stalk forward. Her heart was beating out of chest, but she wouldn't give Midorima the satisfaction of knowing he unnerved her. Walking down the sidewalk, her mind replayed the event and Hana couldn't stop her wince. That hadn't gone to plan… at all. Only a few more steps and she turned the corner, vanishing from sight.

Back by the water fountains, Midorima turned his eyes away from Hana's disappearing back to Kise. The bespeckled teen pushed up his glasses before issuing his warning, "Akashi isn't going to be pleased."

"Yeah," Kise's voice was solemn, "But Momoi-cchi went to the same school as Aomine-cchi, so it should be okay, right?"

"There's a difference. Momoi knows not to meddle. She has also never disregarded Akashi's orders."


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